Poetry is a person’s attempt to make sense of his world in meter and rhyme. Poetry is a dance with God, close and intimate, or jitterbugging across Eden’s fertile valley. Poetry is the first shrieking cry of a newborn babe. Poetry is the tear on the cheek of a mother at her child’s graduation. Poetry is the arc and swish through the hoop of a far flung basketball in that last second effort to win.
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Pathar Se,,,
Yani Pathar Ne Bohat Piyar Kya
Pathar Se Main Tu Pathar Tha Mera Dil Bhi
Tha Pathar Jesa,,,
Is Liay Is Ne Bhi Har Waar Kya
Pathar Se Ashk Pathar Se Nikal Aaye Hain
Sahte Sahte,,,
Dard ka Is Ne Bhi Ezhar Kya
Phthar Se Main Ne Pathar Se Kaha Dil Ke
Shawale Main Raho,,,
Wo Tu Pathar Tha Soo Enkar Kya
Pathar Se Aek Pathar Se Ebadat Ka Sila
Kya HUSRAT,,,
Khowa Makhowa Dil Ko Gunhagar
Kya Pathar Se
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